light over and beyond this light

Pond Song 3.73

 

The idiocy of the singular call is not the opposite of the universal. GB 37

 

Light over and beyond this light__green of a bucket abandoned

by the last high tide sits in it__chrome yellow of beach rose stunned

 

by it at the pond’s far edge__in between a flow of surfaces

mirrors crushed foil empty spaces__peeps’ thin call over this

 

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